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"Ah… My apologies. I am not often approached by strangers out of the blue. As a knight, I am trained to be on guard at all times."
Kizmel greets the strange elf of neither Dark nor Forest with something resembling a bow, followed by a fist against her own chest plate. A
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"Oh, it's no secret. It may surprise you to hear, but Aincrad's natives know of your dealings just as well as your fellow Swordmasters," the knight chuckles with obvious amusement.
"Ah, I only thought perhaps to invite you to the wonderful hot spring in the castle. If
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"Indeed, your reputation precedes you, ❛Argo the Rat❜. My instincts tell me you are to be trusted, yet to be wary of your cunning." The elf only laughs again, clearly making light of the subject.
"Now that I think on it… Have you ever been to Castle Galey, Argo?"
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"Is that so?" The Dark Elf chuckles softly in reply. "It's not like you to offer up such information without a fee, Argo-san.
But perhaps you're right… I may do that, in the near future."
slightly, both in understanding and mild curiosity.
"I have chosen my friends for their strength of character, and I suspect Kirito has done the same. If I know him as I believe I do, you would not be counted among his closest friends if not for your kindness, and
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"Strength of the body, and experience on the battlefield may lend you to being reliable, but I would hardly say it's an enthralling trait. Anybody can pick up a blade and make something of themselves here."
Kizmel sends a kind smile in her direction, her head tilted
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Being that the dark elf is a native to the world, and not of a particularly outgoing faction at that, she understood maybe half of what Strea has told her. Even today, some words and phrases brought from the swordmasters' homeworld elude her, though her visage hardly gives
custom unnecessary if only they would not be so strict with themselves the rest of the time…" One might expect such a chivalrous, knightly character like Kizmel to turn prudish in the face of such debauchery, but not so. She merely casts an understanding smile at the
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"I don't believe anyone would begrudge you that. The duty of a smith requires great dedication to the craft, after all."
Faintly amused, Kizmel only smiles that same empathetic grin of hers.
"You are always more than welcome to do just that, if you were previously unsure."























